Official Career Storm Chapter 1087

"Do you want to continue?"

Song Guanchao chuckled.

"Yes, it’s Sister Lin."

He admitted.

Song Guanchao gazed into his eyes for a long ti to confirm he wasn’t lying.

It turned out that the one who arranged for him to contact Wu Qiangwei was indeed Sister Lin.

Honestly, this was unexpected for Song Guanchao.

After all, Wu Qiangwei’s identity is not ordinary.

Even if Mr. Luo didn’t give the order personally, an important figure should have been involved.

Like He Kang.

But to think it was Sister Lin.

Looking at it this way, Sister Lin’s status at Yunhai Club is quite exceptional.

"You can leave now."

Song Guanchao threw down these words and stood up to leave.

Feng Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and imdiately left the interrogation room.

As expected, no one stopped him.

The passing police officers didn’t even glance at him.

Feng Sheng quickly exited the police station and walked several hundred ters away.

Once he confird he was truly free, he felt a survivor’s relief.

However, before he could relax, an SUV suddenly drove up and parked by the roadside.

Two masked n got out of the car, grabbed him, and pushed him into the vehicle.

He tried to shout, but they covered his mouth and nose with sothing, quickly causing him to lose consciousness and faint.

Inside the police station, Song Guanchao received a call from Li Zhijun: "Captain, we’ve got the person."

"Lock him up and keep watch."

"Understood!"

Feng Sheng really hadn’t committed a cri, and there was no reason to detain him.

But Song Guanchao didn’t feel at ease letting him roam free outside.

So, he had to secretly capture him.

Ti ticked away minute by minute.

Around 3:30 in the afternoon, he got a call from Secretary Sun.

"District Chief Song, I’m bringing Sister Lin over now. Please arrange for several police officers to et outside the police station."

Secretary Sun sounded a bit tense, as it was his first ti doing sothing like this.

He had found an excuse to trick Sister Lin into coming over, and it would be bad if she found out.

He could only first coordinate with Song Guanchao.

"Bring her over."

Song Guanchao, holding his phone, was growing impatient.

This Sister Lin is definitely a core figure at Yunhai Club.

She surely knows a lot about the club’s secrets.

But he wondered just how tight-lipped she might be.

About half an hour later, Secretary Sun’s car arrived.

He drove the car directly into the police station’s parking lot.

Upon entering, Sister Lin sensed sothing was amiss.

"Secretary Sun, why did you bring here?"

"Song Guanchao wants to see you."

"Secretary Song?" Just as Sister Lin was about to continue asking, she saw Song Guanchao approaching and opening the car door.

"Sister Lin, long ti no see."

"Secretary Song."

Sister Lin was a bit uneasy.

If he wanted to see her, why would he have Secretary Sun bring her over?

Moreover, Secretary Sun hadn’t ntioned it beforehand, only explaining upon arrival.

It seed like he had deliberately tricked her into coming.

More importantly, why et here?

"Sister Lin, please step down, let’s have a chat."

Sister Lin, dressed in a satin cheongsam with a mink fur coat over it, looked elegant, intellectual, sexy, and mature.

She got out of the car, took her phone from her bag, and smiled, "Let make a call."

Just as she took out her phone, Song Guanchao took it away: "No rush for the call, co inside."

Sister Lin’s heart tightened, her worries intensifying.

She looked towards Secretary Sun, who averted his gaze, clearly feeling guilty.

She pursed her lips and said, "Secretary Song, what do you want for?"

"We’ll talk inside."

Song Guanchao turned and walked into the police station. She wanted to leave right away, but she was certain she couldn’t.

So she had no choice but to follow him in.

As soon as they entered the police station, police officers approached.

Without turning his head, Song Guanchao said, "Cuff her."

The officers stepped forward with handcuffs, and as her hands were cuffed, Sister Lin’s nerves were stretched to the limit.

She was brought into the interrogation room, where Song Guanchao had soone pour her a cup of tea. After the person left, he smiled and said, "Sister Lin, do you know why I arrested you?"

Sister Lin shook her head.

Song Guanchao said, "Qin Yuejin is dead, did you know that?"

"What?" Sister Lin’s expression was shocked; she didn’t know.

Song Guanchao said, "There are so things I need you to cooperate with, and I hope you will."

Sister Lin anxiously replied, "I don’t know anything."

"Sister Lin, we are quite familiar with each other."

"I won’t beat around the bush with you."

"If you cooperate, you can leave after my questioning."

"I... what do you want to ask?"

Song Guanchao smiled, "Tell about the situation at Yunhai Club in detail."

Sister Lin’s heart tightened; it indeed involved the club.

Upon hearing about Qin Yuejin’s death and being brought here, she had already guessed it.

Sister Lin took a small sip of tea to mask her nervousness, while also quickly thinking about which information she should reveal.

She put down the teacup and said, "I’m just working at the club, Secretary Song, what specifically do you want to ask?"

Song Guanchao’s scope was too broad, and she certainly couldn’t disclose everything she knew.

Song Guanchao said, "For example, Mr. Luo."

"Tell everything related to Mr. Luo."

Mr. Luo...

He actually even knew about Mr. Luo.

Sister Lin suppressed her inner shock, feigning confusion: "Who’s Mr. Luo?"

"Heh." Song Guanchao knew she was playing dumb but didn’t expose her.

"Then tell about Secretary Sun. Did you have Secretary Sun take to Yunhai Club to intentionally get close to ?"

"What is Secretary Song talking about? Secretary Sun invited you for a al; what does that have to do with ?"

No matter what he said, Sister Lin denied everything.

Song Guanchao smiled. No matter what he asked next, Sister Lin kept silent.

As expected, just as he imagined, Sister Lin was very tight-lipped and cautious.

Song Guanchao glanced at the ti; it was already after 5 o’clock.

He had soone buy two boxed als.

"Have so to eat."

"I’m not hungry." Sister Lin said, "Secretary Song, when can I leave?"

"No rush."

Sister Lin wasn’t as tense as when she first arrived; she had so understanding of police procedure.

She knew that without evidence, the police could only question her for a day at most.

After 24 hours, they must let her go.

As long as she was unwilling to speak, no one could make her talk.

With that in mind, she took the boxed al and started eating.

Song Guanchao continued the interrogation for a while longer. Seeing her feigning ignorance and saying nothing, he left.

Around eleven at night, a police officer ca over and left a form: "Sign this and you can leave."

Sister Lin glanced at it and breathed a sigh of relief.

She signed her na, followed the officer out, got her phone and bag, and left the police station.

Leaving the station, she planned to catch a taxi on the street ahead.

But after walking just a dozen ters, a black SUV swiftly approached, stopping by her side.

Two masked n got out, forcibly dragging her into the car.

Once inside, they covered her mouth and nose, causing her to fall unconscious.

The car sped away from the scene, with Song Guanchao silently following in his vehicle from behind.